My New Life’s Journey…………..Becoming a Mother Part 3 (Mommy Chronicles)

So here I am half way through this journey and my stomach is showing quite nicely and my bottom is also growing at the same time. How interesting I thought but I endeavoured to embrace my new figure.  I always heard about food cravings and thought that is was just pregnant women wanting to eat more than they should but boy was I so wrong.  I hadn’t eaten black pudding in years and had no desire to but clearly BJ (that was our nickname for him) had other ideas.  One Saturday, I am driving across Cayon Street and I pass Nicole’s pudding pot. As the smell came across my nose, it was one of the sweetest smells I had ever experienced.  I immediately turned my car down Rosemary Lane, parked it, jumped out, and proceeded to walk towards the pudding pot.  I remember Nicole saying - Girl Julie that baby must be want the pudding.  In all honesty, I don’t remember eating the pudding but I must have because what I remember was the foil paper and the paper bag in my hand with about three rice grains leftin the foil paper. What just happened here? How come I can’t remember how it tasted?  Then I realized I just had my first craving. Well I decided I was going to find other ways of ducking out the pudding pot but BJ was not having it. I clean forget there were other pudding pots around town. No one tells you that your baby takes over your brain and I definitely had a thinker like his mother because there were times I felt like I was playing a game of chess.  I would not drive across CayonStreetjust to avoid the pudding pot but I would end up for some reason across the Bay Road and run into another pudding pot.  I think BJ enjoyed playing with his mother’s brain as he had the most interesting cravings.  Again, BJ was in control as I never was one for ice cream.  One day I am home relaxing and this sudden urge for ice cream came over me.  I called to Mommy and said let’s go I need ice cream.  Of course she looked at me as if to say oh you getting one of those cravings again.  She laughed because she knew I didn’t really like ice cream.  So off we went down the road and I am putting the pedal to the medal because I am thinking the ice cream parlor closes at 6:00pm and it is 5:50pm. I parked the car but of course I can’t move as quickly as my mom so mom goes running to catch the parlor while I took my time getting out of the car. Guess what! The parlor closing time was at 7:00pm.  Oh well I did enjoy every bit of that ice cream right down to the end of the cone.

As I continued my journey so many other things occurred like the time I went to the bathroom to defecate and found that it was extremely difficult and painful to do.  So I put my hand around the area to investigate and felt a growth. Mommyyyyyyyyyyy I rang out and she came running -What is the matter? I said why is there something growing out of my butt? She laughed and say oh you must have a hemorrhoid. A who what I said – A hemorrhoid she said.  She said don’t worry it is all part of the process l will get you some preparation H.  Oh dear what have I gotten myself into.  Things growing inside and things growing outside I needed a moment.  I sat on that toilet for a good ten minutes before I got up. Well of course off I went to research and there it  was hemorrhoids were a part of the pregnancy as you get further along it is a possibility given that the baby is pressing on most of your organs in your body.  Oh great another adjustment to make, but I took it all in stride because by this time my BJ was full on playing.  He would sleep during the morning and get up and move around in the afternoon and then go back to sleep and get up around 2am and that was real play time. And boy he would move around like he was in a house.  I wondered sometimes if he was moving around furniture because it sure felt like he was moving my organs literally.  He would tap me as if to say hey, hello out there, and it would be a continuous tapping.  One time I decide to count his taps and I got up to 120 and stopped counting but he kept going.

I always knew it was a boy and Iet me say this now a mother’s instinct is the craziest thing.  I just knew he was a boy. I felt him, like, felt his energy.  I knew he was strong and he was going to be quite a powerful force. He would put me to read like a maniac.  I would devour books in days and go through series of books.  I would watch Investigative Discovery channel like I was addicted.  I was an avid reader but this was reading on steroids. I remember trying to get an internet signal to download several books on my kindle and almost having a fit because it was taking too long.  I also remember my 7 month ultra sound and I was so excited to see how he looked.  So we get inside the room and technician got me prepared and there was my BJ holding his penis. I rolled with laughter.  What made it even funnier was that the technician pushed at my stomach to get BJ to let go so he could count his fingers.  The child push back and turn his back. The technician said Miss you have a fighter on your hands.  I could not catch myself as I was laughing so much. I said to myself – self you got a confusion child and not a soul going do him anything and get away with it. Shaking my head I was happy to get the good news that he was healthy and on target for my due date.